
Now at the Baijia Forum program group, Zhang Cihai looked at Professor Qu and suddenly asked.
"You say, in a family drowning in poverty, what is the greatest wealth?"
Professor Tian Haibo was silent. He came from a literary family, not very rich but very kind.
Zhang Cihai smiled. He was born in the countryside, went to the countryside, skipped the queue, and suffered bitterness. He believes that there is genius and arrogance in children, but perhaps no one knows a really good parent or mother. This is the greatest wealth of a poor family.
What's really amazing...
He did not understand, as this was the first time he had seen such a person, either,
He watched the replay, looking forward to the future. He wanted to know, if this man was not hidden and not covered by the world, what kind of ability would he be?
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"Where are you?"
"Let me learn every day, are you the one who let me learn with stubborn prejudice?"
"Under schizophrenia, are you the one who has changed dramatically?"
"You're the most gregarious person in the vegetable market?"
"Are you the one who forced me to recite the abandoned ancient text?"
“The old man asked me for money, and you are the one who gets angry if you don't give it?”
"But which one are you now?"
Yu Shuying would definitely fall into memory,
There are too many memories now. In the past, the people who grew up with him appeared one by one, and the mysterious Liu Shi was coming.
He still remembered that the man had a mental illness,
"At that time in a mentally ill family, I trained my dialogue ..."
Yu Shuying's voice was sad, the time was too difficult, though,
Because there were many people who seized little Yingzheng from the Great Qin Kingdom,
No one cared at all, as many people thought he would just be a small supporting role, though,
During that time under pressure,
His grief spread throughout the audience, and many young people in the front row could sense that his family was clueless, unhelpful, and plagued by illness from time to time.
It seems a warm family, just her own, it's just her,
And he's only seven years old, though,
It was winter in December, but let Xiao Shuying remember for a lifetime,
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Every day in December,
In the slums, when Xiao Shuying began to train, the,
Yu Ye asked her out to buy food from time to time, or go home, or call people, or call people,
He showed a weak posture.
"What are you talking about."
"Don't worry, my protection fee will definitely be handed over on time."
"Okay sister."
In the living room, Yu Ye did not hide this voice, either,
In the bedroom, Xiao Shuying listened, increasingly wanting to enter the role of Ying Zheng.
So when Xiao Shuying opened her mouth, she actually felt that Ying Zheng had experienced it himself.
Because he was born very tall, but he grew up with protons,
Once possessed, once lonely, once,
So, he destroyed his father's inferiority complex in his mind and integrated it into this role,
When he spoke again, the firmness in his eyes changed qualitatively, as if he had experienced it before, so he was firm, resolute,
All assertiveness, all tension comes from life,
But this made Xiao Shuying even more disliked this man,
——
Until one day, Yu Ye came back from the trip,
filthy, dirty,
It was like fighting with someone else, but what he deliberately showed Xiao Shuying was that he seemed to have lost a landslide.
Xiao Shuying frowned, just feeling helpless,
This sense of helplessness from the family made him just strengthen his heart,
"Hi."
He was really lonely at the moment.
It seemed like this father did not give him the feeling of relying on him, and gave him the feeling that all living beings were struggling to survive,
"I want to shine, I want to be stronger."
"I don't want to be him."
Xiao Shuying said to the white light for the first time,
This scene is so quiet, though,
Across the door, but seemingly separated by the future.
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Now at the show venue, some young girls could not hold back their tears,
"Is that the source of his inner fortitude?"
"So right now, he has a purpose. Even if he had a grumpy father, he would still not be this father, but be a better and stronger father, so he would not feel inferior when facing the camera."
"Smart girl."
"He's so good!!!"
"Women are like sunflowers ..."
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This was Yu Shuying's real show!
No doubt, just amazement,
At that time, the education of most parents, the weak character will also be passed on to the child, and the knowledge will also be passed on to the child.
But now, Xiao Shuying was completely the opposite, though,
He's not afraid of the dark,
He's not afraid of anything, though,
The look of this character is amazing.
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It's just that some scholars are sitting in the front row, and most parents assume something is wrong.
It did not match the most basic character of Yu Ye.
Sure enough, the screening continued.
In the bedroom, Xiao Shuying had a powerful change in her heart,
On the balcony, Yu Ye looked at herself in the mirror, but her eyes were full of gentleness.
"Even if you grit your teeth and live, you won't live long,"
"So you have to give her a negative role, you know that your daughter is strong, you have to give her a weak and cunning, sad role at the bottom, tell her that after many times of disgust, you have to give her a weak and sly role, he hates this character from the bottom of his heart, this is what you have to do."
"No one will understand you, but at least after you die, your daughter will not degenerate, will not be confused, and will not be as mediocre as most confused children!"
This was what Yu Ye said to himself in the mirror,
He's alone, he's alone,
He can only do it, though,
What can he do?
Blood cancer keeps changing, the disease keeps on attacking, every night he is afraid he can not wake up,
death is not a terrible thing, though,
He was never afraid, though,
...
at present.
The fourth guest from the program group, Yuan Quan, former director of People's Hospital, stood up, saying,
What he thinks.
"When Xiao Shuying was seven years old back then, Yu Ye did a comprehensive diagnosis of the drugs in our hospital, and was diagnosed that her brain cancer was starting to spread ..."
"When he asked how long I could live, I shook my head ..."
"I remember she was panicking, I thought she was scared to death..."
"So you're afraid...the future of the child?"
"You fear your children will be like those wild children in the future, degenerate, decadent, confused, and going down a bad path ..."
"You're not afraid of death, but you're afraid of this ..."
Yuan Quan's voice was hoarse, he sighed, he still remembered the man who had just returned home from work over ten years ago, wearing a printing factory workwear, with a pungent smell of printing, he looked at her with tired and nervous eyes, and his voice asked excitedly. "How long can I live?"
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